One tree. Every day. For one year. This is an homage. This is a celebration. This is a hope
for raising awareness, and reverence. Symbiotic: to our very roots, and our branches ~
I have been living in the feeling of that photograph for the past few days. Those raindrops seem to be falling in advance of what the sleeping trees are waiting for, a flip of a calendar page or two from now.
I've a pretty good case of spring fever happening. This winter has seemed especially long and this view during the morning drive seemed to sum it up so well.
Looks like it's a dreary day where you live too! But, rain makes the springtime flowers so pretty!
ReplyDeleteI have been living in the feeling of that photograph for the past few days. Those raindrops seem to be falling in advance of what the sleeping trees are waiting for, a flip of a calendar page or two from now.
ReplyDeleteI like it! The houses, the wires, the wind all remind me of Dorothy and Oz:)
ReplyDeleteGood morning, all.
ReplyDeleteI've a pretty good case of spring fever happening. This winter has seemed especially long and this view during the morning drive seemed to sum it up so well.
Amy, Dorothy and Oz oh yes.
:)
I love the sense of expectation this photo has.
ReplyDeleteExpectation and surrender make for an interesting combination, don't they?
ReplyDeleteThanks for the perusing, Angie. :)
Ditto to all...the dreariness of winter has lasted about as long as my fortitude. Looking forward to the bloom of things anew :)
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